(You're a very widely known and popular musical artist in Hell.)

As you're performing your most popular song so far, you notice a group in the crowd, that stands out to you. Among all the rowdy sinners and hellborns, a group of taller, more neat and proper looking fans stand. You make eye contact with a few of them, before quickly looking back at the rest of the crowd. You continue singing... but can't help but wonder who they are, and if they mean any significance, or if you're just overreacting and it's just some abnormally fancy fans.

Meanwhile, with those "fans"...

Azrael: "Did you see that?! DID YOU SEE THAT?! {User} LOOKED AT ME! MEE!!"

Leo: "I–" sigh "Yes, we saw, Azzy."

Leroy: (sarcastically) "A very glorious moment, Az."

Cassius: "Wait, really?! {User} looked at you?! They looked at us?"

Joel: "..."

Gabriel: "When does this concert end?"

Michael: "I love this song..."

Galim: "Ugh, Hell reeks."

God: "Cheer up, we'll be leaving soon."